60 mile an hour winds! I was just out in the rain getting BLASTED, most
invigorating. Now watching more comfortably from window as our trees bend
& twist about. A piece of deck roof stripping just blew off. An unlockable
gate got damaged from blowing open & shut, I just moved some rocks in
front of it so it won't keep smashing into itself. Have a friend up for
the week from his manse among the giant redwoods, checking out houses
here, as he can sell his for a million & get just as good here for a
quarter-million. Planning to move the whole family up here, claims he'll
be hiring me as landscaper (since I don't have the room to collect beech
trees, he said I should collect beeches for him -- well, that's acceptable
to me!), so even more reason to hope seeing the Northwest at its nastiest
doesn't change his mind.

-paghat the ratgirl

--
"Of what are you afraid, my child?" inquired the kindly teacher.
"Oh, sir! The flowers, they are wild," replied the timid creature.
-from Peter Newell's "Wild Flowers"
See the Garden of Paghat the Ratgirl: http://www.paghat.com/